text of new york poetry part 2

my brother would say - "i'm so
self ref." residential. instrumental
irreplaceable don't look at nobody until
you get out of the teleportation
device - return to nowhere where
i go when there's nowhere to
go - you know what i'm saying we
stopped the proceedings there's shows
in the park it just goes to show
that there's one thing worth doing
which is talking to people to make
up a new distribution of power
collective wisdom i know nothing
special i just gotta let you know
art i choke life i strangle not
willing to settle for any thing
really so you keep moving on


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i'm rusted incomplete lack of
practice so i hit the books
with action scribbling hooks
for traction just to get back
into good working order -
you should be reporting on
conditions of the common
mission with a strong urge
to listen - comparatively i pare
down my gear to next to
nothing so i can function sitting
in public with a pen in my
hand chewing on caps
explosive reaction components
collapsing - a fire storm
retired for fueling entire
hoards of uninspired orcs
like carl orff down to the iron core


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keep 'em waiting for insight
darling of the day without
canvassing - amassing a way
with a following - saying what's
on your chest - feeling feeble
and restless - over arching acceptance
of conditions corresponding to
the wishes of apologists - don't
give me no lip service or
condolences i ain't dead yet
i'm just staying still for the
art of it honored to be
a part of this honest
opinion generating system of
open idea sharing contributions
donated freely without
expectation.


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i'm panhandling for opinions
a free marketplace of ideas
so what's the difference you
spare change of mental states
and tell me your theories
the frameworks for viewing
the world and your place in it
what you know about love and
friendship - your daily struggle
is commendable i'll recommend
you for promotion if you know
which way you're going - me, i'm
on the road perpetually hoping
to gain a foot in the door to
rent space in your brain - so
whats left, a place to stay
and the means to keep moving
never a dull day


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thieves and whores now in
stores
miss representin'
please loiter here
and sell poetry here
people are so afraid
to even just acknowledge
each other
reality is pretty
realistic but it isn't
really real
so sit next to me
it's awesome
so let it all blossom.
i'll play fast friends
and find my ready-made
family forever


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tomorrow is today
i swear to you
i don't say goodbye i say
see ya later
all is one hidden in
each little bit on and
off more than you can
chew.
the song called teach
me how to play
regardless of everything
you knew
so don't preach
man's grasp can barely meet
its reach
beyond reproach appalling
in it for the long hauling


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defying description
definition definitive
mystery militant misery
symmetry see me try
see me do with a screw
loose see me lose my cool
against a carpenter's wishes
circumstances dictate that
i can't get rid of these
hiccups and downswing
-ing moods will turn around
any minute now minute
differences make the majority
of the character in comparison
calling a monster a martyr
is easier than adopting a
policy of promising what you
can do - attitude growling


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imaginary city founding
trouble counting blessings
blanking out each reminder
across the plain over
the course of the day
you should ask him to stay
and be ready for the
burden of separation when
it's coming cause you
know we just can't stay
here forever when the
wind is blowing get a
sweater sneaking over
the turnstile left to
wonder what would have
happened if everything
working out how you wanted


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spare some skins or swipe me
unlikely i get where i'm going
in slow motion too much force
is wasted effort be gentle
your will is enough without
violence i hear those thoughts
speaking a loft dreaming
a roof sleeping abandoned
building squatting silly
saw blades sauntering
toothless cross eyed cobble
stoned star fish rebellion
in cool breeze on a chill
night in your breast a
hold of me earlier you
should have gotten teach
me the syntax dorothy


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no blank states untarnished
with money on your back
burner 'cause we as people
value other things and are
more concerned with having
meetings that'll never end
and returning to the source
of all creation breathing
deeply exhaling galaxies
gravitating toward common
sense epiphanies and
everyday victories amongst
country bumpkins turned
radical nomadic heroes -
must find the others
unite the tribes and
realize the undiscovered


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